Susannah POV
Im sorry I took so long to update…
School started
And I was wallowing in self pity because I only got 3 reviews!
Well, you know, I always thought it was dumb how some people stop writing their fanfics because the didn't get enough reviews.
NOW I KNOW WHY.
It feels like no one even cares about my effort.
So please, review after you read this.
PLEEAASEE!!
This said, enjoy ;)
Desclaimer: I hope I write like Meg Cabot… But sadly, I don't.
Susannah POV
I opened my mouth, but no sound came out, I was still hypnotized by Paul's bright blue eyes. I breathed in, and forced myself to tear my gaze away from him. But I was still watching him out of the corner of my eyes, afraid that if I look somewhere else, he would disappear.
I saw him grin, showing his perfect white teeth. He was still looking at me.
"You.. you….you…m-- me?" I stammered. I could feel myself turn bright red, and wanted to die right there. Haha, get it? Die?
Paul took a step towards me, he was taller than me, but I could still easily kiss him if I stood up on tiptoes. I blushed and smiled slightly, thinking how good he would probably taste. Wait a second… WHERE DID THAT THOUGHT COME FROM? How could I even think that? Ahdhffskfldsjksdjfkd!!
"Yes, I can see you. Why do ghosts say that every time?" Paul mumbled to himself, then flashed me another smile and said, "Your expressions sure change fast. Now, why do you suddenly look as if you're mad at me?"
I blushed, if that's even possible seeing how red my face must already be. I decided to ignore his questions. Even though back when I was alive, mom would probably shoot for being so rude. But if we were alive, I wouldn't ever be allowed to be alone with a strange guy.
I suddenly remembered what I asked Paul before. Well, what I tried to ask anyways.
"HOW can you see me? Are you dead too?" I said in which I hoped was a brave voice, like my heart didn't start beating like crazy every time I looked into his piercing blue eyes.
"ha.." he laughed drily, "I certainly hope I'm not dead. No, I am a shifter, there are some, but not many of us on earth. We are born with this uh…curift."
"curift?" I asked? Is this some sort of modern slang I don't know about?
Paul blushed. HE BLUSHED! Why would a guy gifted with such good looks blush around a girl like me? I was flattered! More than flattered, my heart soared! I could feel a grin creeping up my face.
Pshh.. flattered because he blushed? I'm flattered he's even talking to me! After being ignored for 150 years I would talk to ANYONE! Let alone someone so good looking!
Paul POV
What the hell?
CURIFT?
I was going to say curse, but I didn't want the girl in front of me get the wrong opinion about me. Like, it's a curse that I can see her. No, being able to see her is definitely a gift. So I ended up changing it to gift in the last second.
I felt a blush slowly rise to my cheeks. It's NOT a good feeling, and definitely NOT a feeling I want to get used to… I mean,
I AM PAUL SLATER! All the girls want me! I have nothing I need to blush about! I don't mean to boast, but, I've got the looks, the money, AND the cool. What is there I need to be embarrassed about?
Exactly!! Nothing!
Well, except making a fool of myself in front of this hot ghost in front of me.
Urg. I don't even know why I care so much about what the ghost girl thinks about me. Cause what the hell, I can have any girl I want.
But… seeing her standing there, smiling to herself, it… it..makes me feel so happy… so… whole.
Oh she just has something about her, like a warm glow, and I feel as if I just have to know more about her.
Heck, I feel like I just have to make her mine!
Woah.. woah.. slow down, Paul. You don't even know her name yet!
As if reading my thoughts she smiled shyly from behind her lush brown curls.
"Hi, I'm Susannah Simons."
Okay.. i know this is kind of short but I PROMISE the next chapter will be longer. Anyways click the little review button.
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